I am Israa from Gaza, I have a family of two children and a husband. We were living a happy life like any family living in peace in a modest house full of love and happiness, and suddenly the war broke out and we were displaced from our only home to live in a tent that was not fit for living, but circumstances prevail over a person despite him, and we no longer have a house that was bombed and everything from the beautiful memories we had went with it, even my children ask me about their toys, I don’t know what to tell them and how to tell them that we no longer have a home and will not return to it and there are no longer toys and there is no longer a beautiful bed that they used to sleep on.